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Twas the morning of Christmas, and up at the Mall,
No shoppers were shopping, no shoppers at all.
The mobs strangely vanished, the traffic at rest,
The sun's in the east, soon 'twill set in the west;
Then the world will proceed its quotidian way,
The serenity of Christmas lasts but one day.